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Apr 2014
Sitting in a coffee shop
Pouring out my soul
Like the hot drink in my cup
The words burn my tongue
As they fall off my lips
And into your unforgiving hands

I drink in your poison
Knowing that it will **** me
But I don't care
I want you to

I love your taste
Your scent
Your everything
But I can't have it
I never will
I'll never deserve it

And I guess that's why I'm here
By myself
Sitting alone
At a table for two
Waiting for someone
That will never come

I'm alone and I always will be
It is something that I need to accept
Because it will never change

Things were meant to be this way
I have no control
I never have
Control is an illusion
It is unobtainable

One day I hope to find
Someone that will fill
This empty seat
And bandage the burns
From holding on too tight
To the sides of my cup

Someone to blow off the steam
Slowly rising like a flame
Watching out for me
As my guardian angel
Looking as if you just left heaven
And not like you've caused my hell.
Taylor Johnson
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Taylor Johnson  Utah
(Utah)   
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